Part 1
It was finally weekend, and Chris was on his way home from
school. He was a 16 year old boy that was good at sports
and very handsome. He was very popular, although some
people said that he could be mean, especially to little
girls. Some of his friends told him that he was pervy at
times with them.
He saw a group of girls that were outside the school that
were talking about that they needed money. He walked up to
them and told them the easiest way to get money was to
give someone a blowjob. The girls said that they were only
11. Chris laughed and said that it did not matter; girls
were meant to please men, no matter what age they were.
The girls were in shock, and ran away when they saw Chris
start to lower his zipper in his pants. He wasn’t going to
take his dick out, he just thought it was funny the way
that girls screamed and ran away.
Later that night, he was speaking with his cousin on
Skype. Her name was Melissa and she was 11. He told her
about the girls at school thinking that she would get a
laugh. Melissa sighed and told Chris that his problem was
that he was an only child and his problem that he did not
respect women, especially girls. He would most likely end
up being a paedophile. Chris laughed at this and told her
that he believes that girls are just toys that men can
use. He tried explaining to his cousin that a man gets
horny all the time, and girls should relieve them. He then
asked if she would not flash her pussy on webcam and he
would show his dick. His cousin went quiet and then
explained she was not that type of girl. Chris was just
going to show her his dick when his mum came in and asked
if he was going trick and treating the day after? Chris
shouted no to his mum, and how can she be such a dumb
bitch thinking that he would do such a childish thing when
he was 16! His mother sighed and walked away. When was the
last time he spoke nice to her?
Chris slept and woke up the next day, Halloween. He was
tired of all the spooky things around. Christmas was much
better; at least he got a present. It was the weekend, and
there was very little to do. He thought it was annoying
that his mother was walking around doing housework and
finding candy for the children that came trick and
treating. She got mad when Chris took some of the candy,
but he did not care.
At 7 pm, there was a text message from one of his friends,
Trevor. Did he remember that he agreed that they would
meet them at the park? Chris totally forgot about this.
They all agreed that they would meet at the park and then
get drunk. They were to wear a Halloween costume, just in
case they met some cops. They could just say that they
were trick and treating. How could Chris have forgotten?
He had less than one hour, however he did not have any
costume. He begged his mother to help him. This made his
mom sigh as how could she create a miracle in such a short
time. Then she smiled. This would probably the only chance
she had to… well I don’t want to tell you know what she
thought. She brought out a box that she had in her
wardrobe. She told him that this was the only Halloween
outfit that she had. Chris opened it and seen it was a
ballet costume with a leotard that was the colour of skin,
and tights and a tutu. He nearly threw the box at his
mother. She was prepared and told him if he can find
anything else, then he can wear that. Chris looked at the
clothes and looked at the time. He struggled to get them
on. Now he looked like a total twat, but who cared, it was
Halloween. His mum told him to be an obedient little girl.
All the way to the park, the words “obedient little girl”
were going through Chris’ mind. He was getting annoyed
that his mother’s words could stay so long in his head.
When he met his friends, they agreed that he had the most
daring and best costume on. Chris smiled and they offered
him a beer. He looked at the beer and asked them if they
had a coke. He was not in the mood for a beer. His friends
thought he was strange and must not have been feeling
well.
Trevor, a 19 year old said, “You know that you are a
little ballerina girl dressed like that, and you know
little girls are only supposed to be cumdumps. I think
that you should just get on your knees and suck our
cocks!!
Chris kept on hearing the words “obedient little girl” in
his head. It took everything in his head not to go on his
knees and suck the boys off. Chris tried to change the
subject and ask the boys would it not be nice if they went
trick or treating. After he said that, he realized what a
stupid thing he said. He sat in the corner of the group
and didn’t say a word after that outburst.
He got a text message from his mother at 9 pm, telling him
to remember to be home at 11 pm, so the costume doesn’t
get dangerous. Fuck her! She doesn’t decide when he goes
home.
A few hours later, Chris could hear what sounded like
flutes. It was the sweetest music, but the more that he
heard it, the itchier he was in his body. It seemed like
the leotard he was wearing was melting, it was so hot! The
itching was suddenly pain. He opened his eyes while he was
crumpled on the ground in pain. His friends were standing
above him but did not have a clue what to do. It’s not as
if Chris would hear them, as the words, “You are an
obedient girl that wants to make men happy and be their
toy,” went through his head over and over. Chris however
could hear one of his friends shout to look at the
leotard, “It’s sinking into your skin!” Chris felt himself
levitating in the air. The only words he could hear were
in his mind, “You are an obedient girl that wants to make
men happy and be their toy.”
Part 2
“Madam, your daughter must have fainted while she was out
trick and treating. It seems like she is fine now, and you
should be able to take her home. I would advise that you
do not let your 10 year old out alone the next time.”
Chris opened his eyes and wondered why the doctor was
speaking to his mother about her daughter. He had no
sister. He then looked around and noticed he was in a
hospital bed. This confused him but the he remembered the
pain. He then felt long hair that came down over his
shoulders. What happened to him and how long was he here?
Chris had enough, he had to get up and get home. He sat up
on the bed. Why did they make hospital beds so high? Chris
jumped down and seen this girl standing in front of him.
Why did he have to share a room with a little girl? The
girl was pretty with long nice hair, and nice eyes, but
she was only a small girl. Then he looked down and without
thinking, he lifted the hospital gown. What he seen caused
anxiety that he never experienced before. His dick was
gone, and he had a pussy. He was the small girl in the
mirror. He looked around and saw that his Halloween outfit
was on the chair… everything except the leotard.
The doctor tried to give Chris a hug, but Chris had seen
the bulge in the doctor’s pants and he refused to accept
that he was now a girl. He jumped over the bed and shouted
that he was no girl and would never give any pedo doctor a
hug. As he said this he felt the heart in his body go warm
and he started feeling like he was on fire. Chris fell to
his knees in pain and agony as he heard hundreds of voices
tell him at once that he was now a girl and just a slut
that had to please men. The more that she would not accept
that, the more pain she would get. Chris lasted a few
minutes and the shouted “OK. OK. I get it”.
The child got to her feet and went over and gave the
doctor a hug, feeling the doctor’s dick against her.
Chris’ mother then told the doctor that she had to speak
with her daughter. The doctor left and the little girl and
her mother sat on the bed.
“Please don’t call me daughter! Ask the doctor what is
wrong with my body!” Chris pleaded.
“I already know what is happening. Let me explain.
Although you will not remember much of what I tell you
now, but what I will say will stay somewhere in your mind.
I made the leotard that you wore last night. It nearly
took me a half a year doing it using the instructions our
ancestors wrote in 1774. Our ancestors knew a lot about
magic and how to make your mind believe something else.
The leotard becomes part of your body. Sort of like new
skin. On top of all this, the leotard is a spirit catcher.
The spirits of your ancestors are in it. One day I will be
and one day you will be. The spirits guide the person
until that person is a value to society. The leotard is
used when our family’s men become so perverted that they
are a danger to women and girls.”
“What are you trying to say?”
“Simply these, because of your attitude of girls, your
ancestors now have cursed you to be a girl. The leotard is
gone, because it is part of your body. You are no longer
16. You are a 10 year old girl. You will have to live and
think as a girl. The spirits in the leotard will guide
you. You may hear a lot of voices and you may feel pain,
but at the end you will be a better person. So accept it,
from now on, you are a 10 year old girl and your name is
Christina.”
Christina repeated that name to herself, took another look
at her pussy while she heard voices in her head that the
pussy she was looking at will please many men, as she was
a toy for men after all. Christina sighed and fell asleep.
It was a long day and she was now getting used to her new
situation.
The next day, Christina was home. Her bedroom was now a
princess bedroom, her clothes were replaced by girl
clothes and her toys where now dolls and paints and teddy
bears. The fact is that no one remembered that Christina
was once a boy. They all thought that she was always a
girl. If Christina tried to tell someone, she felt her
leotard that was now part of her skin get warm. She knew
that if she did not listen to the voices, that she would
get pain.
In fact, the voices were a pain at the start. That always
reminded her that she was a girl and she was to be a slut
for men. It seems like that they were always whispering to
her, and she could not get them out of her head. However,
the more she accepted she was a girl and acted like a
girl, the less she heard the voices. Christina even
started enjoying the pretty clothes and playing with
dolls.
One night, Christina was on her laptop. She was surfing
the Internet on curses from ancestors. Her skin was
getting warmer and warmer as she was doing this and the
voices were once again getting loud. She knew that deep
down she was a boy and she had to know how to get her old
life back. Suddenly someone wanted to add her on Skype. It
was Trevor. Christina’s heart jumped at this as maybe he
knew about the curse
They went on webcam. Christina was wearing a pink Barbie
nightdress. Trevor was just in his boxers. He started
telling Christina that she was very pretty. This made
Christina blush as no one ever said this before. Trevor
started getting more and more daring, saying that she had
nice hair and eyes, and for a 10 year old, she was very
sexy. Christina knew that all this seemed familiar, but
forgot it was what she used to tell girls when she was a
boy. However now, she just blushed and said thank you.
Then Trevor asked Christina to lift her nightdress so he
can see her nipples. Christina went white, and said she
couldn’t do that. She tried making an excuse that they
were flat. This did not satisfy Trevor and called her a
slut and he wanted to see them. Christina said no. Then
she felt her skin get warm again and she started shaking
her head. The leotard in her was now burning warm and the
voices were starting to fill her head. She managed to tell
Trevor she would be back and turned off the webcam. She
then collapsed to the ground and wriggled around in pain.
The voices were telling her to accept that she was a
special girl that wanted to make boys happy by being a
slut. Christina shouted no and this only made the pain
worse. She didn’t know if the pain was the worse or the
voices, as she could hardly think when the voiced were in
her head. She was worried that the voices were her own
thoughts. The voices told her she has to make Trevor
happy. Would she accept that or did she want more pain?
Christina could no longer accept the pain and whispered in
defeat, “I will make him happy”. The pain vanished.
Tired, Christina turned the webcam on again making an
excuse that her mother called her. Trevor once again
begged to see her nipples. Slowly, she lifted her night
dress and she could see that her panties were now showing
and after a few minutes so were her nipples. Trevor
started jerking off as her body was now being exhibited.
Christina could see that he was happy and although she was
confused she felt a rush go through her. It was like a
wave of happiness hit her and as if she was high on
something. She didn’t protest when he wanted to see her
hairless pussy. She just lowered her panties and stared at
him while he jerked off. At the end, he put a towel over
it and said he was tired, he would speak with her another
day.
The next day at school, Christina decided to wear some
shorts so tight that they looked more like paint than
shorts. Her top was the size of a sports bra. She wore no
panties. The first person that seen her was the school
nurse, that asked if it was not too cold to be wearing so
little? Christina could see some boys staring at her and
the rush of happiness hit her again. She smiled at the
nurse and walked on.
Another girl came up to her and said that everyone was
talking that she was a slut. Christina just looked at the
girl and shrugged her shoulders. She did wonder why people
were saying that. She found out as she walked towards the
classroom. She saw an older boy looking at a print out. It
was a screen shot of Christina’s webcam show. One hand was
holding her nightie up, and one hand was pushing her
panties down. Trevor betrayed her by showing it to the
whole school. At first Christina felt mad and she could
hear the voices again and her skin getting warmer. This
only lasted a few seconds, as Christina smiled, knowing
more boys will want to be her friend on Skype.
Part 3
The same evening, Trevor was back online. He asked if I
was mad that he spread the pictures. I didn’t answer. He
explained that he wanted people to know how pretty I was.
I just smiled and said that everyone thinks I am a slut.
Trevor explained the fact I was 10 and I knew what that
word meant showed that I was one. He then asked me to get
naked and without second thoughts I took off all my
clothes. I then did as he commanded. He wanted me to rub
my pussy. Something was not right though. I knew that
little girls should be innocent princesses; could they
also be sluts at the same time? I knew straight away that
I shouldn’t think this as my skin became warmer. I then
begged Trevor to see his dick. He took it out and started
jacking off while I was fingering myself. He even asked me
to use a hairbrush. He liked when I put the hairbrush in
my pussy and then put it in my mouth after as if it was a
dick. I was on a pink cloud: I knew that he was happy and
I knew it was my body that was making him happy. I
finished by dancing around the room and lifting my legs.
He used the towel when he was finished and asked me if I
would meet him in two days.
I agreed. After all it was a Saturday, what else would I
do?
I went to bed tired that night as 3 other boys and 1
teacher added me to Skype and they all got a show.
Saturday came and I told mum that I was going out to play.
She sighed and asked did I not see how much housework she
had to do? I then put an apron on and helped my mum dust.
She asked did I have a date? I said not exactly. Mum then
smiled as she knew I was going to meet a boy. This
confused me, as most mums would be raging mad if they knew
an older boy was meeting their 10 year old. After I
finished helping mum, she fixed my hair. I loved when she
brushed my hair as it looked so smooth and shiny. She then
explained that our family always had a special task, and
that was to make men happy. If we didn’t do it, some
innocent girl would be abused.
I then remembered that I was cursed. I was not always a
girl. I asked mum was she cursed as well. She just smiled
and told me to go as I was already late.
I cycled to the park and met Trevor. He was there with the
teacher. I knew that I was not in trouble, as I had seen
the teacher on Skype as well. Trevor told me I was late
and he thought I chickened out. I just smiled and said I
had to get ready. The teacher commented that he hoped I
would have worn something sexier besides jeans and a top.
They led me into the woods and told me to strip. I did
this slowly as to be quite honest I was a bit shy. Then
the two males started feeling me all over. I was once
again feeling as if I was high on something. The teacher
told me to get on my knees and before I knew it, I had a
huge dick in my mouth. I started sucking it and playing
with it with my tongue when Trevor put me on my hands and
knees. Then I felt this sharp pain as I felt his dick go
in my pussy. So here I was being used by two males and I
was so happy. They couldn’t believe this either, saying
they never met a 10 year old that offered her body so
easily. I was making them happy. I knew this when the
teacher put his baby juice in my mouth, and as I was
swallowing this, Trevor was putting his baby juice in my
womb.
They played with me for an hour and a half, and wanted to
meet me again. I agreed.
That night, I was somehow tired, so I just sat on my bed
looking at pictures. Then I saw one picture, it said
“Christopher’s 16th birthday!” under the photo. The boy
looked like me, except he was a boy. I stared at the
picture for 10 minutes then tore it up.
I am not a boy! I am a girl and I am a slut that makes men
happy!
